Res Ipsa Loquitur

Bottom line, it's been 11 months since my first symptoms. Not only am I not better, it's getting worse. Very frustrating.

First, as Goddess commented earlier, the prednisone has elevated my blood sugar. So I'm to follow a diabetic diet until my next checkup. Funny, I've been reading over it and I don't see biscuits & gravy on there anywhere. Must be a typo or a sheet missing or something.

It's also elevated my blood pressure slightly, but for now we're just going to keep an eye on that. All this should resolve itself once I'm able to stop taking it. We hope.

Good news, I've lost 2 lbs. in the last week or so. Which doesn't sound like much but volume-wise, 2 lbs. of fat is a much bigger chunk than 2 lbs. of muscle. My goal is to be able to wear something besides freaking sweats, which shouldn't be a problem once I get off this damn medication that made me gain the weight in the first place.

Not so good, my thyroid level was elevated. So more blood tests, and an ultrasound Thursday to see what's going on.

And to further make my freaking day, the MRI of my lower back showed a small lipoma and supposedly a bulging disc. According to the neurologist anyway. Seeing as how this is the same doctor who tried to convince me I almost sorta kinda have sleep apnea, I want a second opinion. From a neurosurgeon who doesn't run a sleep clinic. *ahem* And because the neurologist said I shouldn't have the lipoma taken out until it got worse even though it was probably the source of my leg pain. Easy for her to say. It's not her leg. She can stand for more than 5 minutes at a time.

Finally, I'm on antibiotics again because the last round didn't clear the sinus infection I got from having the Christmas Crud. Happy, happy, joy, joy.

All in all, I'm not having a very good day. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to enjoy a nice hot cup of tea before my daughter drags me out into the cold & damp to find her a car.